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Taboo Words - 1st Time-Wrinkled From her nightstand, emptied of cough drops, tissues, reading glasses, and snapshots of a little man, came a scent of old leather, time-wrinkled and bound. The creased cover moaned gently, as I pried to peer at her name scribed gently as a tattooed heart. I crawled upon a cool mattress like the child to warm under quilt, snapped on the overhead lamp. The key to open a secret door I alone clutched. The years waited upon me to return and saunter inside. Beneath reality, eyes slipped past the donned jacket to inhale an inviting aroma, hear crisp leaves bend by my mindful hand, as a bright adventure for dry eyes began. Her messages inhaled like forgotten dreams. Like a talisman gripped, so too my mind, the decoder. Minutes melded into hours, to days and beyond before shadows from an inspecting sun reappeared about the framed panes of winter glass, pinching me awake. My heart wants more, my childhood, my dreams back. Even just the touch of her soft-worn hand upon mine, as we explored dank caves for treasures guarded by pirates with surly lips and gleaming broadswords. Perhaps, another classic, another day in her room. 22 lines prose-y freeverse 5.28.21 final edit For Taboo Words ▼ |